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there's a thick line between it's use and what a machine was built to do realistic hands and a plastic heart set the new models apart mass-assembled yet so unique our curiosity was piqued when he fell five hundred feet a metal frame meets hard concrete the symptoms are growing these parts were made to fix what's broken emoting and feeling these words were meant to speed the healing i saw his parts lying in the street and took his heart back home with me now it sits silent upon my shelf but it was broken before he fell and now the scientists are on to figure out just what went wrong and relay what they find along wires melted and circuits fried what makes a robot want to die is what tells a person that she's alive nothing that we are is something we should be and everywhere we aren't means everything to me Aus Songtexte Mania